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plan. And as Bradshaw broke the wax seal, I felt the first tiny, unfamiliar spark of something that wasn’t despair.
Mr. Bradshaw adjusted his glasses and began to read, his voice a deep, steady baritone that commanded the room.
“I, Theodore ‘Theo’ Johnson, being of sound mind and memory, do declare this to be my final will. I’ve watched continue reading …
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